I bet you're all wondering what I was doing 4 years ago today. I know, you've been waiting and waiting for me to tell you. Okay, maybe not.
Well, I can tell you I was not leaving little gifts on my neighbors' doorsteps.
I was climbing in and out of the back of a semi at 33 weeks pregnant getting ready for a church garage sale.
I was also getting two ultrasounds and being told by my doctor that we (we?) are cutting at 5:00.
And at 5:10 pm this is what I was doing (they unstrapped my arm so I could touch her).
Thank you God for this gift. I am humbled at trust you have placed in me to raise her. Because I trust you I know you have great things in store for her life. May I be faithful in telling her of your love for her so that she may know the joy of knowing you personally.
I love you, my girl. You make me happy and you are the reason I get out of bed in the morning, literally and figuratively.